"There's nothing wrong with her now, just punish Yang Rong, others can keep it for future performance!"

The boy finally opened his mouth, actually speaking for his brother.

When the people in the hall heard it, they all raised their heads and looked at him in surprise. Even the leader himself frowned, expressing that he did not understand the behavior of the youngest son.

Indeed, in Wye, the sons of the chief have been in discord, as everyone knows.

For the position of the leader, they have been fighting openly and secretly all these years. There are many brothers, and this father is cruel, and even his own son will be killed at every turn.

However, everyone wants to sit in that position desperately to protect themselves and gain supreme power.

After this Sixteen Lang came back, he didn't stumble a few times.

But now, he still speaks for this brother?

The eldest son also turned his head in surprise and looked at the youngest brother.

However, he found that there was not much emotional change on this younger brother's face, he was still as indifferent as usual, until he went to sit in his king chair, he was expressionless.

Leader: "You said... let them go?"

Teenager: "Killing is useless, it will only add a few more bones to the Black Swamp. If you want to punish him, the best way is that he did something wrong, let him continue to correct it and then do it. already."

"what do you mean……?"

"Call them the supervisor, from now on, if anything goes wrong, it's not too late for you to kill them!"

The young man made his own suggestion lightly.

When the voice fell, there was another uproar in the hall, and the leaders

They all looked at this young man with expressions of extreme disbelief. They didn't quite believe it. Just such a young man would still think of such a method.

The leader also stared at the son for a long time.

This method is indeed much better than killing him directly, because after this, his eldest son will never dare to take this as a joke.

In this way, his life was saved.

The leader was lost in thought.

Back in the inner hall, the head of the inner court came over. After the leader sat there and took a sip of tea, he asked, "What do you think of Rogge's method? Is it better than me?"

"what?"

The head of the inner court suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

"How can Wang say that? The king's handling methods are always strict in the tribe, which helps the tribe's management. Shishi Lang's method is relatively merciful. It is estimated that he is reluctant to see his brother killed."

"yes?"

"Of course, he just came back. You can see that he knows about his sister. So, Wang, you don't have to worry about Shirou Lang. When he gets to your position, he will naturally know the importance of your iron and blood."

He cautiously persuaded the leader.

As someone who has been with him for so many years, of course, he knows that this suspicious and narrow-minded person has become dissatisfied with his youngest son just now.

Kindness is the first weapon to defeat cruelty.

The head of the inner court came out of the inner hall and quickly went to Chenxiang Tower, where he found the little prince who had just behaved too much in front of his father.

"Jiujirou, you shouldn't have stopped your father just now, and you shouldn't have said that, you

do you know? "

"why?"

The boy who came back, just took a bath and changed clothes and sat at the desk.

His short black hair was still damp, and the snow-white clothes embroidered with pale gold patterns were softly attached to his skin, and he outlined the boy's slightly thin but tall body at a glance.

The head of the inner court sighed.

"Don't you know that your father doesn't like the decision to stop him the most. You have just returned now, and you are young, so you must be careful, Shijirou."

This head of the inner court is really for his own good.

The young man withdrew his gaze lightly.

He picked up the pen and dipped it in the ink dish beside him with rich ink, his eyes lowered, and the outline of the beautiful eye sockets only saw a row of small shadows of eyelashes as thick as a feather fan.

It's gorgeous.

"Got it."

"Well, that's fine, then I'll go back first, Shizuo-ro, you also go to bed earlier."

The inner court chief heard this, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Then, he left quickly.

The young man didn't raise his head, but was still writing seriously, until he was about to finish writing this character, then he put down the pen, and gave a faint command in the room: "Come here."

"exist."

Immediately, a clear young girl's voice agreed, and after a while, a blue figure came in.

The teenager glanced at her and gave her the letter he had just written in his hand: "Take this to my elder brother, this is the situation that his supervisor needs to pay attention to next, let him do it himself."

"what?"

When Alan received the letter, she glanced at it, and her brows twitched on the spot.

"Sixteen Lang, you...you still have to help the concubine

Are they there? The head of the inner court has reminded you just now that you are doing this, doesn't that make the head even more unhappy? " JrNovels.com